I didn't know if this could be possible, but work seem to be going to well lately, there's more jobs to take on then I have time. Already pushing something like 64 hours work week (it's not as bad as it sounds, I got used to it, never been one for TV or computer games anyway)
The problem is, i never intended to do freelance for this long, I always thought I'd do this for a few months then get me self a proper job, so I could learn more, have some colleagues and generally live life in HK. it's starting to look as if there's no need to get a proper job, I've fairly sure I can support myself with my current workload, most likely better pay then a full time job. I also enjoy the flexible work hours, sleeping til 10 everyday can't be a bad thing. The arguement is that I don't necessarily feel I know enough about the field yet. My ultimate goal is to have my own creative agency and with so much work it's looking as if I'm going toward the right direction, but never really worked inside a creative agency there's only so much i know about the working of one... seems like to dive into it head first is a bit risky, but some of these projects are just too good to pass on. can't say no to the guys I train Parkour with, nor can I say no to a DJ friend/mentor to design a site for a good cause and the latest one is to design for a tattoo artist I admire for a long time. You see my predicament? there's also 3 other website I had already said Yes to taking on too.....
What should I do? keep on freelancing til I run out of work? or learn to say NO to clients no matter how interesting the project could be?????
Tuesday, 30 March 2010
Wednesday, 3 March 2010
I can see what you're doing!
For the first time since I was 9 years old, I could actually see what the hair dresser was doing when I'm getting a haircut - and I still didn't like it...haha
Yes I could have worn contact lens before, but I always had fear of hair going into my eye while getting the haircut and I just didn't fancy that idea. so I would just tell the hair dresser roughly what I'm after and trust his/her skills
Ever since I've been back in HK I might have had around half a dozen hair cuts and each time by a different hair dresser. Now I'm a creature of habit, i like my routines to a certain level and with chores like getting a hair cut I like to stick to the one I get on remotely with that doesn't turn my hair out to be a complete disaster, unfortunately I'm still struggling to find one I like. Not a big deal I'll just keep on looking, but it's also about settling into HK
I can't say I actually enjoy the experience of going to the hair dresser, you sit there like a lemon for 30mins plus waiting for someone to go around your head trying to make me look like everyone else on the street. First of all, sitting there for 30mins is a challenge enough, I had actually fallen asleep while getting a haircut before and the hair dresser didn't like my head nodding away... then there's the whole 'Am I suppose to be chatting to you' I can never work out what the right thing to do is, should i strike up a conversion with them or should i just leave them alone in peace to do their thing? I also stuggle with washing the hair out of my head for days. Even after they rinse your hair out and I go back to shower again, i just can't seem to get rid off all those little pieces of hair and too often wake up the next day with tons of hair on my pillow.
By the way, bored of having hair that pokes into my eye and looking like everyone else, i had taken a step back in time and gone back to the spiky hair thing, i know it's old school and far from trendy but at least I can manage the heat better this way, so what i look stupid, i do that myself anyway
Yes I could have worn contact lens before, but I always had fear of hair going into my eye while getting the haircut and I just didn't fancy that idea. so I would just tell the hair dresser roughly what I'm after and trust his/her skills
Ever since I've been back in HK I might have had around half a dozen hair cuts and each time by a different hair dresser. Now I'm a creature of habit, i like my routines to a certain level and with chores like getting a hair cut I like to stick to the one I get on remotely with that doesn't turn my hair out to be a complete disaster, unfortunately I'm still struggling to find one I like. Not a big deal I'll just keep on looking, but it's also about settling into HK
I can't say I actually enjoy the experience of going to the hair dresser, you sit there like a lemon for 30mins plus waiting for someone to go around your head trying to make me look like everyone else on the street. First of all, sitting there for 30mins is a challenge enough, I had actually fallen asleep while getting a haircut before and the hair dresser didn't like my head nodding away... then there's the whole 'Am I suppose to be chatting to you' I can never work out what the right thing to do is, should i strike up a conversion with them or should i just leave them alone in peace to do their thing? I also stuggle with washing the hair out of my head for days. Even after they rinse your hair out and I go back to shower again, i just can't seem to get rid off all those little pieces of hair and too often wake up the next day with tons of hair on my pillow.
By the way, bored of having hair that pokes into my eye and looking like everyone else, i had taken a step back in time and gone back to the spiky hair thing, i know it's old school and far from trendy but at least I can manage the heat better this way, so what i look stupid, i do that myself anyway
Sunday, 24 January 2010
Zapping my eyes with laser
I finally did it, I finally had my eyes lasered which hopefully mean no more glasses! It was one of the scariest thing i had done in my life but now that its over it really was nothing.
I've been wearing glasses since I was 11 yrs old and had dislike them since I was 12. I tried to wearing contact lens but my eyes get dry too easily so I can only wear them for couple of hours at a time.
A week a go accompanied by Pauline and my Aunt to the hospital for a very efficient check in and check up the pain began - THE WAITING. It took a good hour before the doctor even arrived! Being extremely nervous and bored didn't work too well for me. Along with everyone else in the room I was really agitated wanting to get it over and done with ASAP
Eventually the first out of two stages of the operation began, which is the cutting off of the flap to the cornea. I didn't actually know what he was doing at the time, so I just listened to his instructions and tried to keep my eyes looking at the red light, as he went on with aligning some sort of equipment to my eye I was told my vision would go very blurry and misty but that's completely normal. The challenge then became trying to keep looking forward toward the red light without being to see! It was like being told to sticking your arm infront of you completely straight in pitch black! That perhaps was the hardest part of the operation.
With extremely blurred vision I was sat back down in a little room to wait a while before the actual laser zapping. Again WAITING! it was then that i realised he had actually cut my cornea flaps off and there it was are just sitting infront of my eye ball with nothing keeping them there. Panicking slightly I tried very hard not to move my eyes too much.
About 20 minutes later I went back to the same room now with a different machine set up. I lie back down, some instructments were fixed around my eye . The next stage was rather bizarre as I watched him peel off the cornea flap he removed earlier but I couldn't actually feel anything. The actual laser part was very quick - maybe 30secs. and only half way throught did the doctor decide to tell me not to worry too much about moving my eyes because there's another blue laser tracking my eye so the actual laser can adjust accordingly (Not that I can move very much, but it did feel like my eyes were moving ever so slightly). I would have been so much happier if he told me that before the operation. Like i was warned I could smell something burning but again I couldn't feel a thing. From start to stop this took less then 5 mins for each eye.
After that I was ready to go back to the little room to rest so they can make sure I'm good to go home. So there I was with uber unfashionable eye guards we made our way home.
For anyone thinking of getting lasered - I would strongely advice make sure you have someone who can drive with you. The journey on public transport was a bit stressful for me. I was told I can use my eyes but they will be very blurred and i should rest them as much as possible, there was also the fact that my eyes were extremely sensitive bright lights at this point so I kept them shut as much as I could. Turning the normal 10mins walk back to the train station turned into a 30min stubble with Pauline and my aunt guiding me very slowly across a number of traffic lights, road works and lamp posts, after another 40min train journey we were finally home. I was much happier being back where I did a relatively good job at navigating around apart from smacking my shin into a coffee table once. It was rather strange when you can't rely on your eyes. It made it rather difficult to concentrate, I never realised how much noise they were or how bumpy roads can be.
I really could not thank Pauline and my aunt enough for getting me home in one piece and making sure I was fed
The next several hours I would say were the hardest part of the whole ordeal - the staying still, trying to relax and trying not to move my eyes around too much. The problem was this operation was so fast (maybe less then an hour ignoring all the waiting around) and I was not tried in the slightest! I didn't feel like sleeping at all. I was more bored then anything else. My eyes were water very badly and it did hurt slightly but it wasn't exactly painful - just a bit uncomfortable like wearing a pair of thick, uncomfortable and dry contact lens. I wanted to be working or watching TV.... the night was difficult since I was so conscience I have to sleep on my back and not touch my eyes. but now less then 24 hours later my eyes are feeling much much better. It was only the intial several hours not knowing how fragile my eyes were (apparently not very) and trying to keep still and staying relaxed that was hard.
A week later I'm fairly happy with my new vision although my hand still reach for my glasses in the morning.
A week later the doctor told me, my right eye was the worst he had seen in terms of bloodiness, but it's no big deal and should all be gone in a week or 2. So please don't let that put you off.
I hope that had been useful to you
I've been wearing glasses since I was 11 yrs old and had dislike them since I was 12. I tried to wearing contact lens but my eyes get dry too easily so I can only wear them for couple of hours at a time.
A week a go accompanied by Pauline and my Aunt to the hospital for a very efficient check in and check up the pain began - THE WAITING. It took a good hour before the doctor even arrived! Being extremely nervous and bored didn't work too well for me. Along with everyone else in the room I was really agitated wanting to get it over and done with ASAP
Eventually the first out of two stages of the operation began, which is the cutting off of the flap to the cornea. I didn't actually know what he was doing at the time, so I just listened to his instructions and tried to keep my eyes looking at the red light, as he went on with aligning some sort of equipment to my eye I was told my vision would go very blurry and misty but that's completely normal. The challenge then became trying to keep looking forward toward the red light without being to see! It was like being told to sticking your arm infront of you completely straight in pitch black! That perhaps was the hardest part of the operation.
With extremely blurred vision I was sat back down in a little room to wait a while before the actual laser zapping. Again WAITING! it was then that i realised he had actually cut my cornea flaps off and there it was are just sitting infront of my eye ball with nothing keeping them there. Panicking slightly I tried very hard not to move my eyes too much.
About 20 minutes later I went back to the same room now with a different machine set up. I lie back down, some instructments were fixed around my eye . The next stage was rather bizarre as I watched him peel off the cornea flap he removed earlier but I couldn't actually feel anything. The actual laser part was very quick - maybe 30secs. and only half way throught did the doctor decide to tell me not to worry too much about moving my eyes because there's another blue laser tracking my eye so the actual laser can adjust accordingly (Not that I can move very much, but it did feel like my eyes were moving ever so slightly). I would have been so much happier if he told me that before the operation. Like i was warned I could smell something burning but again I couldn't feel a thing. From start to stop this took less then 5 mins for each eye.
After that I was ready to go back to the little room to rest so they can make sure I'm good to go home. So there I was with uber unfashionable eye guards we made our way home.
For anyone thinking of getting lasered - I would strongely advice make sure you have someone who can drive with you. The journey on public transport was a bit stressful for me. I was told I can use my eyes but they will be very blurred and i should rest them as much as possible, there was also the fact that my eyes were extremely sensitive bright lights at this point so I kept them shut as much as I could. Turning the normal 10mins walk back to the train station turned into a 30min stubble with Pauline and my aunt guiding me very slowly across a number of traffic lights, road works and lamp posts, after another 40min train journey we were finally home. I was much happier being back where I did a relatively good job at navigating around apart from smacking my shin into a coffee table once. It was rather strange when you can't rely on your eyes. It made it rather difficult to concentrate, I never realised how much noise they were or how bumpy roads can be.
I really could not thank Pauline and my aunt enough for getting me home in one piece and making sure I was fed
The next several hours I would say were the hardest part of the whole ordeal - the staying still, trying to relax and trying not to move my eyes around too much. The problem was this operation was so fast (maybe less then an hour ignoring all the waiting around) and I was not tried in the slightest! I didn't feel like sleeping at all. I was more bored then anything else. My eyes were water very badly and it did hurt slightly but it wasn't exactly painful - just a bit uncomfortable like wearing a pair of thick, uncomfortable and dry contact lens. I wanted to be working or watching TV.... the night was difficult since I was so conscience I have to sleep on my back and not touch my eyes. but now less then 24 hours later my eyes are feeling much much better. It was only the intial several hours not knowing how fragile my eyes were (apparently not very) and trying to keep still and staying relaxed that was hard.
A week later I'm fairly happy with my new vision although my hand still reach for my glasses in the morning.
I hope that had been useful to you
Monday, 4 January 2010
New Year Resolution
I'm not the type that normally make new year resolutions, the only one i ever tried to do was two years ago trying to not swear so much, but i kept on forgetting about it and soon forgot all together in matter of weeks.
But I'm really hoping I can stick to it this year, one of the reason behind this is I ate far too much during my UK trip and my skin reacting badly. I'm gonna try remove the following from my diet. Most of these are food that's considered "poisoning" in Chinese medicine.
But I'm really hoping I can stick to it this year, one of the reason behind this is I ate far too much during my UK trip and my skin reacting badly. I'm gonna try remove the following from my diet. Most of these are food that's considered "poisoning" in Chinese medicine.
- No Coffee / milk tea
- No Chocolates
- No Processed Meat
- No Alcohol
- No Shell Fish
- No Fizzy Drinks
- No Beef / Duck
Thursday, 31 December 2009
UK again and self reflection
A big part of me felt having only left UK 6 months ago to come back so soon was actually too early. I didn't feel like I miss everyone enough to come back yet, but since it was I just quit my job, being my Dad's Birthday plus my mate's wedding I had to come back.
It wasn't until I got back to UK did I realised exactly how much i missed everyone and everything. The smile on my parents face, the banter I would have with my mates, the sound of the tube, the silly things I would do or say when I'm with certain friends. It was GREAT to see so many friends and family even if it was only a short time and hell of a rush. My mum hugged me for the first time since god knows when :) and the sensation of being able to walk around all these streets I once wandered alone with Pauline was rather pleasant. I even managed to pretend I know where I'm going most of the time. I tried my hardest to look at London as a tourist but after living there for so many years it was almost impossible.
When I was my friends it was almost like everything clicked and it felt great to be around them, I knew what I was giving up when I left UK but that joy of seeing them again is ALMOST worth leaving for so many months for.
During the days leading up to my trip back to the UK, I noticed I was looking at myself to see what had changed about me. As I know people would be asking me "How you been?" and "What are you doing these days?" I really wanted to be able to tell everyone I had already done this and achieved that, found a great job and now have a steady life in HK with tons of friends, but since I was still working for the same old company as a freelancer working from home, my life was rather limited to sitting at home and working through the day. The only thing that had changed was I now have a steady girlfriend Pauline who came with me to the "Fridge" that is UK and that I hadstarted doing parkour, it excites me and I'm dead proud of being a part of HKPA, I also know it'll excite some of my friends but to most of them I know would think "how old are you? why are you still jumping around and what's the point?" So in a way I really felt I had nothing to tell anyone apart from the fact that the weather for the first 4 months was rather unbearable, I really did not like that feeling. Deep inside I just wasn't willing to be the same person I was 6 months ago, maybe I was asking too much from myself, but i really wanted to proof to everyone that this had been a positive change for me that this is the right decision and it wasn't an as stupid move as some of them had thought.
Six months isn't a particularly long time compare to the various stages of my life - 5 years in high school, 3 years at Uni, 3 years in London...etc. Slightly disappointed how little everything had changed, never did I imagine I would have been freelancing for my old company for so long. I can't quit workout whether it's the job that stop me from doing more with myself, or if it's myself that couldn't let go of the security and stability of letting that job go... which ever it is, it doesn't matter now because that is finally over. Being at university was such a great experience the 3 years felt like it lasted only 1 year but this job felt like I've been doing it for 10 years!
Oh well at least now I have a plan for the next 6 months. which goes a little something like this. Finish the 4 major projects I current have by mid of Feb and be working in a proper office at a design agency by end of Feb! Maybe when I finally have a full time job I would be able to meet my own expectation of life in HK and stop being so stressed :) not to forget the added bonus I would have proof of income and be able to get a credit card and even a mortgage!
It wasn't until I got back to UK did I realised exactly how much i missed everyone and everything. The smile on my parents face, the banter I would have with my mates, the sound of the tube, the silly things I would do or say when I'm with certain friends. It was GREAT to see so many friends and family even if it was only a short time and hell of a rush. My mum hugged me for the first time since god knows when :) and the sensation of being able to walk around all these streets I once wandered alone with Pauline was rather pleasant. I even managed to pretend I know where I'm going most of the time. I tried my hardest to look at London as a tourist but after living there for so many years it was almost impossible.
When I was my friends it was almost like everything clicked and it felt great to be around them, I knew what I was giving up when I left UK but that joy of seeing them again is ALMOST worth leaving for so many months for.
During the days leading up to my trip back to the UK, I noticed I was looking at myself to see what had changed about me. As I know people would be asking me "How you been?" and "What are you doing these days?" I really wanted to be able to tell everyone I had already done this and achieved that, found a great job and now have a steady life in HK with tons of friends, but since I was still working for the same old company as a freelancer working from home, my life was rather limited to sitting at home and working through the day. The only thing that had changed was I now have a steady girlfriend Pauline who came with me to the "Fridge" that is UK and that I hadstarted doing parkour, it excites me and I'm dead proud of being a part of HKPA, I also know it'll excite some of my friends but to most of them I know would think "how old are you? why are you still jumping around and what's the point?" So in a way I really felt I had nothing to tell anyone apart from the fact that the weather for the first 4 months was rather unbearable, I really did not like that feeling. Deep inside I just wasn't willing to be the same person I was 6 months ago, maybe I was asking too much from myself, but i really wanted to proof to everyone that this had been a positive change for me that this is the right decision and it wasn't an as stupid move as some of them had thought.
Six months isn't a particularly long time compare to the various stages of my life - 5 years in high school, 3 years at Uni, 3 years in London...etc. Slightly disappointed how little everything had changed, never did I imagine I would have been freelancing for my old company for so long. I can't quit workout whether it's the job that stop me from doing more with myself, or if it's myself that couldn't let go of the security and stability of letting that job go... which ever it is, it doesn't matter now because that is finally over. Being at university was such a great experience the 3 years felt like it lasted only 1 year but this job felt like I've been doing it for 10 years!
Oh well at least now I have a plan for the next 6 months. which goes a little something like this. Finish the 4 major projects I current have by mid of Feb and be working in a proper office at a design agency by end of Feb! Maybe when I finally have a full time job I would be able to meet my own expectation of life in HK and stop being so stressed :) not to forget the added bonus I would have proof of income and be able to get a credit card and even a mortgage!
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